It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

After two days, Yang Xianrong's coldness got better, but his face was sharper and his eyes were bigger, which made people feel distressed just looking at him. Sima Zhong originally wanted to stay in her Tianyuan Palace, but Sima Ying said that she should prepare for spring plowing in the past few days, and asked Emperor Sima Zhong to bathe, change clothes, and fast for a month, so that during the Grain Rain season, he could offer sacrifices to the sky and pray to his ancestors to bless the country. The weather in Jin Dynasty is favorable.

There is no way, this is what you must do as an emperor. No matter how reluctant Sima Zhong was, he had to do it. But when he left Tianyuan Palace, he still took Yang Xianrong's little hand and said: "When I come back from doing things, I will be with you every day. I like your Tianyuan Palace. It is warm and comfortable to live here."

Yang Xianrong didn't want Sima Zhong to come over at all, so he nodded reluctantly and said softly: "Your Majesty, you must take care of your dragon body, and don't be like this concubine."

"Don't worry, Yang Bie, I'm in good health." Sima Zhong also patted his heart. It didn't look like he was lying on the bed dying before. "By the way, I saw you let Cuixi set up a big cage that day, and then put something in it? It smelled good."

"Has your Majesty never seen fumigated clothes?" Yang Xianrong struggled to take his hand out of Sima Zhong's big hand, and then went to open a large wardrobe. The moment he opened it, a fragrance surged out, and Sima Zhong happily said He shouted: "Yes, yes, that's the smell. The sheep has this smell."

"...Your Majesty, please don't raise your voice." Yang Xianrong smiled awkwardly, "I like the smell, so I use it to smoke my clothes. In fact, the simplest way for ordinary people is to put spices in the cabinet. Okay. But if you use fumigation, for example, light the fragrant pancakes, put a basin of water below, prop up the clothes on top, and cover it with a big cage... In this way, the fragrance on the clothes will last for a long time, but after washing You can't soak it in water during the period, you can only rinse it with cold well water..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so complicated." Sima Zhong reached out and touched the clothes, "Why aren't these clothes made of silk?"

"Silk is not suitable for fumigation. Firstly, silk is usually worn close to the body and washed frequently; secondly, silk is easily ignited, so this method is not suitable." Yang Xianrong unfolded a pomegranate skirt of hers, a pure red The skirt is bright and bright, and can set off a person's face like a peach and plum. "This one only has a small part of silk, and the rest is made of damask. It is light but not easy to wrinkle..."

"It's so beautiful." Sima Zhong didn't want to know that much. In his eyes, there were only good-looking and bad-looking things. "Sheep will look best on me."

"When I feel better in a few days, how about I wear it for the emperor to see?" Yang Xianrong had already tried his best to speak to Sima Zhong in a gentle voice, and even took out the pomegranate skirt from Sima Zhong's hand. , not wanting his big hands to touch her again.

"Okay, okay, I'm going back first." Anyway, I touched and asked. Sima Zhong is not a troubled person. "I'll go back and sleep for a while. If someone uses the jade seal, you make the decision."

"Okay." Yang Xianrong didn't refuse, because Sima Zhong had placed the jade seal in Tianyuan Palace in the past few days without any intention of revealing it. However, Yang Xianrong wanted to know where the national jade seal was placed? Sima Zhong never said that.

Another day later, Yang Xiankang suddenly entered the palace and said to Yang Xianrong: "Third sister, Lan Zhengyue's adulterer is dead."

"What?" Yang Xianrong just felt a lot more relaxed and planned to eat something fishy today. When I heard what he said, my heart sank, and I felt like something was not quite right.

"The Beijun Mansion also received the news early in the morning. Qin Chaoge and I went to the home of Wang Ruiwu, a bamboo shop... Oh, it was his neighbor who said it. He is not one of the suspects, but Master Mao said there is no evidence, so let's go first Let him go back."

"Suicide?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"It doesn't seem to be the case. Wu Zuo just said: It looks like he died of illness... Then I came out and wanted to tell you first."

"Second brother, you have to listen and then come and talk to me." Yang Xianrong sighed, "Sit down and have a bite with me first. Someone will probably come to report the news soon." Sure enough, waiting for them After eating, Qin Chaoge hurried into the palace. After seeing the ceremony, he said, "Wu Zuo said he died of illness, and there was nothing abnormal."

"What's the disease?" Yang Xiankang asked, "I think he looked okay that day in court, right? He just lost some weight. No, he was really thin."

"It is said that he often coughs up blood. His family also said that this man has been ill for a long time and has not recovered even after being treated for a long time. The doctor once said that he would not survive this year. Sure enough, this man coughed all night last night and finally recovered this morning. I coughed, and my family thought everything was fine, but found out that everyone was cold early in the morning."

"After all this, Lan Zhengyue still cheated on him?" Yang Xiangkang said it directly. Later, he felt that this was a bit too much, so he had to cover his mouth and take half a step back. This was in the Tianyuan Palace of the Queen of Jin Dynasty. Yang Xiankang looked at the increasingly serious face of his third sister, and became more and more afraid to make mistakes.

"Then... maybe people like this?" Qin Chaoge chuckled, "Speaking of which, Li Mingyuan is indeed too fat. His figure has long been out of shape, and he looks pretty bad."

"How fat is it?" Yang Xianrong asked.

"Anyway, he's three times fatter than me." Qin Chaoge gestured, "I've seen him a few times when I was patrolling the streets before. He's tall and fat. He's really the kind of person who eats a lot of fat."

"Then does he usually have any symptoms?"

"I've never heard of this." Qin Chaoge thought for a while, "Well, I'll ask the Li family later?"

"Forget it, don't ask." Yang Xianrong called Lu Zhu over again, whispered a few words, and Lu Zhu went out again. Yang Xiankang looked at Lu Zhu's back and asked Yang Xianrong: "Third sister, what did you ask Lu Zhu to do?"

"Go to the doctor and ask if there is anything wrong with Lan Zhengyue's husband..." As he spoke, Ji Feiyan followed Sima Ying and came to Tianyuan Palace together.

Ji Feiyan was wearing a pomegranate red dress today. She looked very delicate and pretty, and her face was also very good. She stood behind Sima Ying, blushing slightly, glancing at him from time to time, as if she was looking forward to saying something more to him.

"Empress, my brother is here to invite the jade seal." Sima Ying said in a serious and serious tone, and cupped her hands towards the sheep. "The spring flowers are in full bloom recently, but many people are suffering from cold syndrome. My brother asked me An imperial edict was drawn up to ask the people to pay attention to the seasonal changes and add more clothes in the morning and evening to show the emperor's grace."

Can this also issue an imperial edict?

Yang Xianrong's face turned black. Sima Ying came to ask for Yu Xi every two days, but they were all covering up trivial matters, and almost nothing was useful. Important matters are now Sima Lun's seal, and there is nothing wrong with the emperor.